Chapter 162
“It is me. Daran.”
Footsteps came to the door and then the door was opened a crack.
Wendy peeked cautiously from the crack.
“M–Master!” she gasped, looking afraid. “I was justing up to tell the Queen about…about what
happened downstairs.”
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Looked like that she saw Daran fighting Westin and got scared and ran up to Harper to tell on
them.
“Tell Harper I need to see her,” Daran demanded,
J struggled trying to rescue her hands out of Daran’s grip, “Stop….are you fucking losing your
mind Daran?!”
He was going to hand her to Harper?
Was he crazy???
“Yes, I am!” Daran growled darkly. “And it is all because you made me this way!” Wendy gulped and
pulled the door open, gesturing for them toe in.
Daran gave a hard nudge on J’s shoulder, pushing her in.
Harper was sitting in front of the dresser while a maid brushed her silky long hair.
She looked at Daran and J through the mirror.
Her eyes widened with shock and alertness.
“What are you doing here?” she asked suspiciously, “It iste. And let me warn your that my room is
guarded by soldiers!”
Daran let out a cold snort, “Rx. I am not here to do you any harm.”
He shoved J, causing her to stagger forward a few steps.
“You said that you were good with training ves,” he said icily. “I might need your
area of expertise.”
Harper’s jaw dropped.
She stood up and turned around to face them, her eyes gleaming with excitement and a faint hint of
doubt.
“Wait…Her?” she gasped.
Daran nodded.
“This isn’t some sort of trick, is it?” Harper asked again, “I thought she had you wrapped around her
finger! Did you change your mind? What happened?”
A few days earlier, when she tried to cut off J’s hands with an axe, Daran came barging into the
Counseling Hall and threatened to do the same to her.
It had only been a few days since then.
Why did his mind change so abruptly?
Daran snorted and cast a dangerous look at J, “I found that no matter how nice I was to her,
she just wouldn’t appreciate it. She took my true heart and tramped it on the ground. This ends
now.”
J snapped, “It was clearly the other way around! You fucking betrayed me first! God, you are
such an arrogant piece of shit!”
“I didn’t betray you. But you did! You gave your heart and body to another man! And now you are
fucking paying for that decision you made!” Daran growled.
Hearing what Daran just said, Harper suddenly startedughing, “Wow J! Did you sleep with
somebody else? Talking about a real cunt here…Seriously, you really need to drop that slutiness.
Let me help you with that.”
“Back away from me!”
J took a step back from the two of them and balled her fists.
“I am not going to let you touch me!” she gritted, “Remember that time in the dungeon when you
tried to hurt me, and I knocked off your front tooth? Well, Harper, if you want to try that again, I am
all game!”
Harper froze.
A fearful look flickered across her eyes.
She still had a fake front tooth made of gold.
She didn’t even dare to grin since that happened.
“Daran…” Harper said under her breath, “You have a feisty ve here.”
Daran said nothing and simply loosened his tie.
He reached out a hand to grab J.
J tried to fight back but she didn’t stand a chance against Daran. After a few vain
struggles, Daran seized her wrist and tied her hands with his tie.
“You may want to switch that into an iron chainter,” he said to Harper freezingly.
“Daran!” J snarled in disbelief.
This was real…He meant business.
He was really handing her to Harper and had her tortured!
Even after Daran switched sides, he never stopped protecting J from the others. He always
made sure that J was safe, and that nobody could hurt her.
But that had changed now.
He tied her up personally and sent her to the butcher like she was meat on the tter!
Strong emotions washed over her.
Her wolf started to howl furiously.
Her heart hurt more than the time when she got rejected by him.
“DARAN!”
She cried with furious tears welling up in her eyes.
“I hate you! I fucking hate you! GO TO HELL!!!”
The light died in his eyes.
His eyes looked like two lifeless ss balls now.
“Save some of that energy,” he said quietly. “You can use thatter.”
He headed to the door.
“Wait! Don’t you want to stay behind and watch?” Harper asked excitedly.
“No.” He didn’t slow his pace.
“And how far can I go exactly?” Harper pursued, “Can I chop her hands? Her legs? Things may get
extreme, and I might kill-”
Daran stopped by the door and looked beyond his shoulder.
“No missing hands or legs. No permanent injuries,” he said sternly.
“Then what is the point of all these…”
“I said NO.” his voice was colder than ice. “When Ie to fetch herter, I want her back good as
new. Keep that in mind.”
He stormed away.
Harper pouted and looked at J, who was lying on the floor and panting roughly. “You!” she
pushed Wendy, “Go clog her mouth and tie her feet as well.”
Wendy hurried to do as she asked.
J was so worn out by those strong emotions that she didn’t even fight back.
After seeing J’s fours were tied and her mouth was clogged, Harper finally rxed and walked
up to her.
“Look at you. You sad little thing.”
Harper giggled and patted J’s cheek.
“The man who loves you the most has now abandoned you, AGAIN. How does that make you feel?
You must feel like aplete failure, a piece of trash.”
J shut her eyes.
She didn’t want to look at Harper.
Harper’s face made her stomach swirl in disgust.
“Look at me.” Harper tempted, “Open your eyes and look at me. Then I will tell you a little secret
about Daran.”
J paused.
Slowly, she opened her eyes again.
Harper’s mouth stretched into a wide, evil grin seeing J do that.
“Wrong.” she giggled, “Maid’s code of conduct… Rule number 2… Never look at the masters
straight in their eyes. Wow, you are really gullible andck discipline.”
Harper raised her hand up in the air.
SLAP!
A hard pnded on J’s face.
J’s ear went deaf for a brief moment. After a long while, she finally retained her listening and
heard Harper’s brisk voice again:
…We are going to have a lot of fun now, aren’t we, J?”